My very first cell phone was a Nokia. It was one of those stocky little candy bar style fellows with interchangeable faceplates: sturdy and unendingly reliable, with a Snake game playable on its little black and white LCD screen. When you hear the name Nokia, you probably think of that same phone. You probably even hear that annoying MIDI ringtone that became ubiquitous in the first few years of this millennium. You definitely don't envision the next hot new smartphone, and with good reason; despite its best efforts, Nokia hasn't been able to come up with it. 

I'll be honest--I'm not completely innocent of all texting and driving charges. I know it's a bad thing to do and causes more deaths and disfigurements than automotive phone calls. I know that, and yet I find myself replying to texts while behind the wheel of my car anyway. It's a stupid thing to do, even if I do my best to restrict myself to only typing when stopped at a red light. But a fair number of my friends who drive do the same thing, some without even hesitation or guilt. There's a reason those PSAs about texting while driving are up everywhere--it's actually super dangerous to have your eyes on your tiny phone screen while propelling an enormous machine forward at forty miles per hour. It makes sense hypothetically, and yet most of us can't put down our phones even for the time it takes to get from point A to point B.